Jewel

The look on Alice’s face was almost comical. “What?”

“If I have to repeat myself, I’m going to take you over my knee.”

Her eyes widened and a flush rose up her cheeks. It didn’t take a body language expert to see that my words had turned her on. Her pulse was racing in her throat, and she looked intrigued. I stepped closer.

“Have you ever been spanked, Alice?”

She shook her head, her expression uncertain. I nodded in satisfaction. “Oh good, I’ll be your first. Now get your damn skirt off before I rip it off.”

Alice reached behind her, the sound of the zipper loud in the quiet of her townhouse. The skirt slowly slid down to her ankles and she stood in front of me wearing her blouse and tiny lace panties in a light shade of pink that almost matched the blush on her beautiful body. She kicked them behind her with one foot as she stared at me.

“Beautiful. Now lose that blouse.”

This time she didn’t argue. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons before the fabric opened. She shrugged out of the shirt, sending it to the floor on top of the skirt. Her bra was pink and matched the panties.

I gave her a smile as I walked around her, noting with pleasure that the panties were a thong. Damn, I knew she was a wild girl underneath that prim professional exterior.

“Did you wear these for me, baby?” I asked.

She stiffened. “No?” Her voice was uncertain and tinged with embarrassment that told me I was correct. As I stared at her round ass cheeks I couldn’t resist giving her a firm slap.

Thwack!

“Ow!” She gasped.

I wrapped my hand around the side of her waist and gave her another smack in the same spot, noting with satisfaction that her pale skin pinked up nicely as the flesh jiggled from the impact.

Thwack!

I gave her a few more firm slaps, alternating between sides.

Thwack!

Alice made a little moaning sound in the back of her throat. I glanced at her face to see her biting her lip.

“Lay on the table,” I instructed.

This time she complied without hesitation, sliding her ass onto the heavy wood table, her feet dangling over the edge. I pushed her legs apart and stepped between them, kissing her deeply on the mouth.

She returned my kiss with equal fervor, her hands squeezing my shoulders possessively. I loved seeing her grow bolder. Slowly I broke this kiss and pushed gently until she was laying down flat on her back.

“Bend your knees and rest your feet on the table,” I told her.

She scooted her ass back a bit and brought herself into position. I grabbed a chair and moved it so I could sit between her legs. With one hand I reached forward and rubbed my fingers back and forth across the crotch of the panties, like I’d done with my foot in the restaurant.

“Totally soaked,” I said in satisfaction. “Just as I predicted. I think that little spanking helped get you hot for me, huh baby?”

Grabbing the waistband of her panties, I slid them over her hips and knees until they wrapped around her ankles. She moved to kick them off, but I stopped her with a hand on her thigh.

“No, I like you restrained.”

I could hear her breathing quicken. Leaning over the fabric of her panties, I stared hungrily at her pussy. She was waxed, leaving a landing strip, and her juices were glistening over the pink skin.

“Holy fuck, you’re beautiful,” I said, hearing the reverence in my voice.

Lowering my head, I licked her from bottom to top, swirling my tongue around her clit before reversing the direction. Alice made a choking sound as I repeated my motion. She grabbed my head, her fingers tightening almost painfully in my hair as she pushed my head where she needed the pressure most.

“You taste incredible,” I told her.

I began eating her out like it was my job, paying extra attention to her clit on each pass. When she rolled her hips against my face I grabbed her thighs for leverage and started fucking her weeping hole with my tongue.

“I, Jewel, I need...”

“I know what you need baby,” I reassured her.

Changing positions, I shifted one hand to circle her clit roughly while I continued with the tongue fucking. She was close, I could feel her inner muscles starting to quiver against me. I loved how responsive she was.

“Come for me now Alice!” I ordered, giving her clit a hard pinch right before I thrust my tongue inside her as deep as it would go.

“Jewel!” She choked out my name as her body bowed on the table then started spasming wildly. “Jewel!”

I continued stroking her as I lapped up the sweet cream of her release, not stopping until she sagged against the table, boneless.

I leaned back against the chair and watched as she came down, panting. Alice lifted her head and stared at me with a look of shocked confusion. Her hair was askew, tendrils escaping that ridiculous bun.

I reached for her hand, helping her move to standing. Her panties slid to her feet as I reached behind her and unclasped her bra, throwing in on the floor. For a second she looked self-conscious as she stood before me, gloriously naked while I remained fully clothed.

“Where’s the bedroom?” I asked.

I thought she might protest, but I was pleased when Alice merely grabbed my hand and led me down the hall to the master bedroom. I looked around the neat and welcoming space, glad to see that she had a wrought iron headboard. I could use that to my advantage.

“Do you have any long scarves?” I asked.

“You want to borrow a scarf?” she asked in confusion.

I chuckled. She might be seven years older than me, but clearly Alice’s experience had been pretty vanilla.

“Yes.”

She walked to a drawer and opened it. “Take what you want.”

I grabbed two long scarves that looked sturdy enough for what I had in mind and moved back towards the bed.

“Get on the bed, baby. On your back, close to the top.”

She lay on the navy blue comforter like the best treat I could ever want. I licked my lips, remembering the taste of her in my mouth.

Later, I told myself. I needed to get off before I passed out. I was so turned on I could scarcely function.

I climbed on top of her, straddling her waist and leaning over her torso, then grabbed one hand, bringing it over her head. I looped one scarf around her wrist, wrapping it into a firm knot.

“What are you doing?” she squeaked.

“I told you earlier that I planned to tie you up,” I reminded her. Her breath stuttered and I could feel her rubbing her thighs together behind me.

I wrapped the end of the scarf around a metal bar in the headboard, tugging to tighten the knot, then repeated my actions on her other side. With her arms above her head, her breasts perked up to greet me. Her eyes were wide, and her face was flushed with nervousness.

I gave her an encouraging smile. “Now I’ve got you right where I want you, beautiful.”